Curly fry you know your the true love of most individuals that like art.

Grocery stores and connivence alike take part in your distribution,

Your tales of adventure are heard from all corners of the earth,

From adventurers in the Godi desert...to the Mayan temples of America,

Your vegetable base has given hope to all who need your fill the most.

Your legacy will hold strong for years and years to come...all will follow,

They will build temples in your name...oh potato oh potato,

Tater tot...French fry...steak fries...potato wedges...on and on and on...

But you curly fry...oh curly madness...has created a legend thatstands the ages.

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The Atom CollisionThe Atom, A collision unlike anything in this universe. A isotope capable of curing all diseases, but are we capable of controlling such an almighty substance of energy?

How much do you love curly fries?

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